Mo Jingjing said very seriously: "Childe said that he laughed, if it weren't for Childe telling us about his experience, I wouldn't understand what I was wrong with, let alone make such a smooth breakthrough." ”

Not only Mo Jingjing, but also the disciples of the Star Moon Sect next to her cultivated for a moment when she broke through, and they all broke through one by one.

However, most of them have relatively low realms, and many of them are still at the third and fourth levels of qi refining, and their breakthrough is only one level.

Only Mo Zixun actually made Zhao Feng lose her big teeth in shock, she directly broke through from the fifth layer of qi refining to the eighth layer of qi refining in one go, and there were even faint signs of entering the ninth layer of qi refining!

Although this kind of cultivation is not high...... But don't forget how old she is!

She's only twelve!

Unexpectedly, among all of them, the highest cultivation talent was actually the youngest Mo Zixun!

It's no wonder that Mo Qingrou will pass on the position of head to her, and I am afraid that it will not be long before her cultivation can surpass Mo Jingjing.

When she grows up and matures, she will know what to do as a leader, and she will naturally become a qualified head when the time comes.

And before she grew up, Mo Jingjing and Mo Lan'er helped her, and no one would bully her.

But in the face of Zhao Feng's surprised gaze, Mo Zixun himself was ignorant, as if he didn't know what it meant.

After breaking through a few levels, she only felt that her strength had become greater and her energy was more energetic, and then she had no ideas, so she pulled Mo Yifei, who was the same age as her, to play.

Mo Lan'er next to her couldn't help but smile bitterly, the acting head still needs to be guided and cultivated......

"Since you have broken through to the Golden Pill Stage, then I don't have to worry about the safety of the Star Moon Sect. ”

Zhao Feng paused, then smiled: "I can leave with peace of mind." ”

Seeing that Zhao Feng was leaving, almost everyone was reluctant to give up on him.

Of course they are reluctant, if Zhao Feng is here, they have pills to eat, and they can listen to him talk about his cultivation experience, entering the realm can be described as a thousand miles a day, and when he leaves, these benefits will be gone.

"Do you have to go, can't you stay?"

Mo Zixun, who had just run out, ran again and just came back, hugging one of Zhao Feng's legs, his big watery eyes didn't blink, looking at him pitifully, the look of pity made people feel distressed.

Seeing this, Concubine Mo Yi next to her smiled and hugged Zhao Feng's other leg.

"Good boy. ”

Zhao Feng smiled bitterly: "I really have something, this time I have been out for so long, my family should be worried...... I'll be back after a while when I found the Star Spirit Grass, don't worry. ”

Seeing that Zhao Feng had made up her mind, Mo Lan'er couldn't help but sigh, pulled Mo Zixun and Concubine Mo Yi away, and said to Mo Jingjing: "Since Gongzi has made a decision, then let's not force Gongzi, Senior Sister, please take Gongzi out of the valley." ”

Mo Jingjing nodded in understanding.

At this time, Mo Xiaoyue, who looked shy, stepped forward with a large plate of carefully made pastries, and plucked up the courage to say to Zhao Feng: "These, you can eat them on the road......

"Thank you. ”

Zhao Feng happily accepted the pastries made by Mo Xiaoyue, then waved at them, and left with Mo Jingjing.

Mo Jingjing opened the exit of the formation, walked out of the valley with Zhao Feng, and then stopped, and said, "You should be able to leave by yourself outside, and I won't send you." ”

"Of course, just send it here. ”

Mo Xiaoyue paused for a moment, then walked over and handed Zhao Feng a colorful butterfly-shaped ornament: "This is our Xingyue Sect's entry voucher to the valley, you write down this place, next time you come here, just stimulate it, you can come in." ”

Zhao Feng happily accepted the Colorful Butterfly, he knew that it meant that he and the Xingyue Sect had become true friends.

After saying hello to Mo Xiaoyue, Zhao Feng turned around and left quickly, this time after leaving for so long, I don't know what Ye Yuling and the others will be in a hurry.

Seeing Zhao Feng disappear into the woods, Mo Jingjing was stunned for a while, and then couldn't help but pat her red cheeks, and then turned back to the valley shyly.

......

He Bukui was lying on the recliner with a stack of classics beside him.

Since he was rescued by Zhao Feng a while ago, he has always remembered Zhao Feng in his mind.

Not only Zhao Feng's magical acupuncture skills, but also the golden needles he used.

He Bukui always felt as if he had seen the golden needle somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and after returning to the valley, he began to read the classics of the master's sect.

And his appearance naturally fell into the eyes of the other disciples, and in their eyes, the master seemed to have become a little strange after returning from this trip, and he was soulless all day.

Just yesterday, He Bukui suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen the record of the golden needle in the classics of the master a long time ago.

So he immediately asked his disciples to bring out all the texts, and then he lay on the chaise longue and turned over them for a day and a night until now.

Suddenly, He Bukui's pupils suddenly constricted, and he stared at the book in his hand.

"Found it! Sure enough, it's it!"

He Bukui muttered to himself: "This needle is infinitely mysterious, there are complicated formations inside, used to pierce acupoints, can gather aura, invigorate qi and blood, strengthen vitality, use it ingeniously and endlessly, after cultivating to a high level, it has the miraculous effect of resurrecting the dead, so I named it 'Huitian'......"

"It is unknown who this needle came from, but it was obtained by chance in the Valley of the Medicine King, and it should have a relationship with this place, so a sect was established here, and it was named the Valley of the Medicine King......"

The more He Bukui read, the more excited he became, and finally he couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

He never expected that the golden needle used by Zhao Feng would be the treasure treasure of the Heavenly Golden Needle handed down by their Medicine King Valley Founding Ancestor Wuji Zhenren!

Wuji Zhenren is the founder of the mountain, he has broken through the sky immortal thousands of years ago, and the Medicine King Valley has also slowly declined from a famous immortal sect in the immortal cultivation world, to an ordinary immortal cultivation sect today.

And the Huitian Golden Needle, as the representative of Wuji's real person, was inexplicably lost in the passage of time, and now it is in the hands of Zhao Feng.

He Bukui Huoran got up, and he was so excited that he couldn't control himself.

"The reappearance of the Huitian Golden Needle in the world, does it mean that my Medicine King Valley is about to rise? He can use the Huitian Golden Needle, and his medical skills are clear, is he also the descendant of the Wuji Patriarch? Damn, I should have chased after him and asked for clarity at that time, at least I had to ask for his contact information!"

He Bukui almost vomited blood in anger when he thought of this.

At this time, Zhao Feng, who was worried about him, had already returned to Ninghai City.

After leaving the train station, Zhao Feng was thinking about whether to go and say hello to Su Qingyue first, or go to Zhao Yuanyuan and Ye Yuling first.

At that moment, he suddenly felt himself locked in by a hostile aura.

Zhao Feng frowned, looked at the crowd around him, he got into the taxi quietly, and then said "Northern suburbs" to the master and stopped talking.

The taxi drove Zhao Feng all the way to the northern suburbs, and Zhao Feng didn't relax his spirit all the way, and that sense of aura has been firmly locked on him.

After leaving the city, Zhao Feng quickly discovered who was watching him.

A few hundred meters behind the taxi, a black Audi followed them from the train station.

After getting out of the taxi, Zhao Feng walked straight to an abandoned factory in front, and the black Audi car behind him taxied for a while and stopped.

Then a figure suddenly appeared, looking at the abandoned factory with a sneer.

It was Ning Jingrong.

"This Zhao Feng is really weird. ”

Ning Jingrong licked his lips, his eyes were full of greed:

"As an immortal cultivator, he is unwilling to be restricted by my Night Dragon Pavilion, and this time he left the city where he lived without reporting, and he should be punished!"

"I haven't been seen for a few days, I must have done something hurtful, I, as the commissioner of the Night Dragon Pavilion, it is my responsibility and my duty to punish him. ”

Speaking of this, a trace of murderous aura flashed on Ning Jingrong's face, and he said with a cruel smile: "Since this is the case, it's okay to 'Zhao Feng's cultivation is low, but he resisted law enforcement and died unexpectedly'......"

(End of chapter)